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Mad Division:
Ouh gyal, go out and show your style,
And take on the world, you already know that you are the one in charge
Stay away from those badmen, tired of the same thing
Throw gyal, whether rap, reggae or dancehall
Move at the party, don't let them stop Let them know who's in charge
You and your lethal smile gyal, everyone looks at your pure style
Mad Division:
And you are fire and your look loses any man
You are good and those bwoys poison you, my girl
Strike straight into the street, ayy, let yourself be seen
No man is going to demand of you as it should be
Only you know how you are, you know what there is
You know how to be educated and have pure style
That turn of the hip, girl, is not normal
Pure fire with her brand new AirMaxes
And you know it well, you know what you are or what you want to be
You have the attitude, the essence, quality, strength and power
You carry a lioness inside you, but you are good
And you are a breath of fresh air in a sunset
You know what you are, you know what there is
And just by moving you have pure style
Alright, and let's throw style, oh gyal, and you have pure light that can't stop
Morodo and Mad Division:
Ouh gyal, go out and show your style,
And take on the world, you already know that you are the one in charge
Stay away from those badmen, fed up From the same pod everyone looks at your pure style
She is the queen of the party, she drives stylie
She has legs longer than candy-candy
She moves with the desire of Bambi
It's a Lamborghini overtaking a méhari
She is the lioness of safari, she does not play numba two
She is real Mata-Hari, always high, to the sky
She is the queen of dutty wine
And those who dance next to him are ridiculous
Of dust particles, hips, dog days
They seem to be taken from vampire chronicles
They are just like flies next to a carnivorous plant
She is the protagonist of the film
All the men are queuing for their cell phones
Whether it is about reggae, rap or dancehall
She is the bully, haile aily ahh
Morodo and Mad Division:
Ouh gyal, go out and show your style,
And take on the world, you already know that you are the one in charge
Stay away from those badmen, tired of the same sheath
Throw gyal, whether rap, reggae or dancehall
Move at the party, don't let them stop, let them know who's boss
You and your lethal smile gyal, everyone looks at your cigar style